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As soon as Ye Haosheng's words came out, people around him were talking about it, and most of them thought that what he said was reasonable.

The presiding priest looked at the location of the lake house.

"The rules of the tournament do not require that you have to be on-site. As long as people are there before the official tournament begins," Du Guirong said aloud.

The presiding priest thought for a while, there is indeed no such rule, and registration only requires a notification from the elders.

He agreed and said: "Indeed. There are no such rules in the competitions in previous generations, but when the competition officially starts, if this Ye Hao is not present, he will be judged to abstain."

Now that I have said so, others have nothing to discuss.

The next step is to talk about the game process.

Because there are more people participating in the competition, there are more than one hundred young people in the small group. If the comparison goes down one by one, it is estimated that it will be compared to the new year's 30th.

So the first round is the knockout.

The more than one hundred people are roughly divided into six groups, and one group is engaged in a melee. There are only three promotion places in one group.

In other words, after the knockout, only eighteen people can advance.

"Now I want to announce each group of players drawn."

"The first group: Qiu Chunlong, Tian Yuan Hao..."

"The second group: Ye Haosheng, a bucket in the lake, Jiang Xiaoyu..."

"The third group: Ye Hao, Yu Zeping... Ye Yaoer."

"Fourth group:

...

"Now ask the first group of people to take a bamboo raft to Huzhongtai to prepare."

Ye Yaoer, who was in the Ye family camp, had a heartbeat, but she didn't expect that she and Brother Hao would be in a group.

"Ye Hao is in the third group. According to the time of previous years, it is estimated that it will take half an hour to an hour to reach the third group. I don't know if Ye Hao can arrive." Hu Sihai muttered irritably.

Seeing that, I wish I could go on stage to fight.

"Uncle Hu. Why do we rely on outsiders? A few of us are okay!" The younger generation of the Hu family, a few boys shouted unconvinced there.

Originally this kind of thing should be played by members of his own family.

But this time, they even let a person with a foreign surname be with them. Although the name is the son-in-law of the Hu family, it will inevitably make them feel a little uncomfortable.

"Just a few of you. All of them are still in the early stage of the body refining stage and in the middle of the stage. If you fight for anger, I don't have to worry about it." Husihai glared at several Hu family disciples angrily.

He also knew that Hujia Qinghuang did not pick up.

When he represented the Hu family in the martial arts competition, it was more than 20 years ago. That time he made the top three, but unfortunately lost to Ye Erye.

Since then, the younger generation of the Hu family has never made it to the top eighteen.

This has also left a rumor that the lake family is not as good as it was in the past and is going to decline.

"Okay, all be quiet. Watching more is also a way to improve your martial arts. This kind of opportunity is rare." The old man said aloud.

At this moment, about twenty people around the lake successively took a bamboo raft to the small island in the middle of the lake, standing on a corner of each.

"I'm here to read out the rules of the competition. You can use any cold weapon during the competition, but remember to stop at the end and not hurt your life."

"Those who lose the ability to fight, fall into the lake, and admit defeat will withdraw from the competition."

"You can be clear."

The presiding priest stepped on a bamboo raft next to the small island and looked at the people on the island.

"understand."

"understand."

Most of the young people's eyes were filled with excitement at the moment.

After all, in this age of advanced technology and material desires, martial arts has long been forgotten by the world.

It is a rare opportunity to have this kind of competition.

"The first set of competitions begins!"

Following the order of the presiding priest, these twenty-odd people were looking for their opponents one after another. Among them, there were also some who had made friends in private, and weeded out others tacitly.

This kind of thing seems unfair, but it has been recognized since ancient times.

Because the predecessors believed that even if the strong were besieged by others, they were still strong. If they were defeated, it would only show that they did not cultivate enough.

Even if the weak gather more and get promoted by chance, they can't go far.

Therefore, everyone is used to this small group in the knockout.

At this moment, the battle in the island has already begun, and they have displayed their best efforts to compete for the three places.

But around a person, it seems much empty.

That was the Qiu Chunlong of the Qiu family. Ever since he was on the island, Qiu Chunlong has stood there with an arrogant face, and since the beginning of the battle, other people have intuitively kept their distance from him.

They are not fools, knowing Qiu Chunlong's strength is very high, they don't want to be boring.

"A bunch of rubbish." Qiu Chunlong smiled contemptuously and moved his feet.

The body happened to appear between two people who were still fighting, and both fists were thrown out.

The two who caught off guard were shot off the island and landed in the lake.

Qiu Chunlong has done it!

The other people who were fighting trembled in their hearts.

The two people who were shot down into the lake, after being dragged onto the bamboo raft by the little Taoist priest, could only admit that they were unfortunate.

Then, wherever Qiu Chunlong went, someone must be shot out of the field.

"This Qiuchunlong, Qiufeng thirty-six styles are already practiced well." Du Guirong sighed.

"Qiuchunlong is talented, but he has arrogance in his heart. If the sword is too sharp, it will break easily." The old man shook his head and said.

On the other side of the Qiu family's camp, seeing Qiu Chunlong's performance, they nodded appreciatively.

"Brother Qiu, come on!"

"Young Master Qiu is so handsome."

Even here, there is no shortage of Qiu Chunlong's little fans shouting there.

After all, a handsome man with strong martial arts and a deep background is very popular whether in the secular world or among martial arts practitioners.

Soon, three people were left on the small island in the lake.

"The first group is over. Qiu Jiaqiu Chunlong, Zheng Dongdong from the Zheng family martial arts center, and Liu Xiaohua from Lianhuashan advance.

This is the end of the first group of competitions.

Then came the second set of competitions.

The second set of competitions was almost also a crushing type. After all, it is really difficult for some Xiaomen Xiaopai martial arts schools to fight against those aristocratic disciples.

But there is also an episode.

Ye Haosheng of the Ye family, as soon as he went on the field, he chased and beat the lake of the lake family.

Obviously, Ye Haosheng's strength was above a bucket of lake, and even a bucket of blood hitting the lake fell to the ground. When he was about to lose, the presiding priest announced the end of the game.

It turned out that there were only three people left unconsciously.

A big bald man with a stick beside him was smiling.

Ye Haosheng looked at the bucket of lake lying on the ground contemptuously: "If you are lucky, you'd better pray that you don't touch me in the next competition."

After speaking, he turned and took the bamboo raft back to the shore.

A bucket of the lake was so excited that he coughed up a lot of blood, it was better to be helped back off the court.

"The second group is over, Hujiahu has a bucket, Ye Jiaye Haosheng, Putuoshan Lu Yuan is advancing."

A bucket of the lake was lying pale on the stretcher.

The faces of the Hu family were mixed.

The good news is that Hu made the top 18 in one bucket.

The worry is that this is probably due to internal injuries, and there is almost no hope for the next battle.

At this time, the third group of people has begun to board the island.

The strength of the third group can be said to be the most average among the many groups. There is no such strong person as Ye Haosheng and Qiu Chunlong.

The presiding priest glanced at the more than twenty people on the island, his face wrinkled.

Looking at the camp next to the lake. "Why your Ye Hao hasn't arrived yet, if it hasn't arrived, I will sentence him to abandon the game."